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My best friend’s beautiful breasts

Erotic fiction inspired by Sybil A in “Internal Nature”

“I wonder how many of the cast will end up blind drunk tonight?” I said to Eva, who’d been my best girlfriend for years and was now making her way as a smalltime casting agent in Hollywood. She’d just hired me as her assistant.

“Plenty,” she replied. “But you know we’re going for the sex, not the booze – right?”

I nodded and winked. We were going to a wrap party at an uptown hotel and were both dressed to thrill. I wore a slinky black satin dress with sheer black stockings and my highest spike heels. Eva wore a gorgeous silk number that clung to her curves and made her big breasts bulge provocatively. It was split down one side and the lacy tops of her white stockings were clearly visible.

I’ve never had the pleasure of sex with another woman, but seeing Eva adjusting her delicious cleavage and smoothing her dress down over her rounded hips gave me the most lascivious thoughts. She must’ve read my mind, because she pinched my ass on the way out to the cab.

I have to admit, the party was pretty boring, but at least the champagne was free; and by the way Eva was flirting with anyone in pants and introducing me to all the hot guys, I figured we’d both get laid by the end of the night.

Suddenly Eva beckoned me over and introduced me to Pete (I’ve changed all names to protect the guilty, of course!), an actor renowned for bedding his female co-stars.

“Pleased to meet you, Carla,” he said, undressing me with his eyes, and I felt a quiver of lust course through my pussy as his warm hand lingered in mine.

Contrary to her earlier warning, Eva was quite tipsy by now and began to get more and more outrageous – constantly cupping her huge boobs and brushing them up against Pete. Soon they were all over each other, Pete’s tongue pushing into Eva’s mouth as she groped his crotch in full view of everyone. To be honest I was feeling left out and was just about to leave to find my own action when Eva’s arm snaked around me and she whispered in my ear.

“Pete reckons he can show us both a good time,” she said seductively. Sounded like a great plan to me. As we walked along the hotel corridor to Pete’s room, he made it obvious that he was hot for me too, by grabbing and fondling my ass. The thought of what was to come made my pussy juice up expectantly.

Eva dragged the stumbling actor through the door and immediately began to slide her dress down off her shoulders. Having closed the door I turned to see Pete grab Eva’s exposed tits. He squeezed one and sucked frantically on the other, his noisy slurping competing in volume with the ecstatic moans coming from Eva. Not wishing to be left out, I deftly released Pete’s zipper and slid his pants to the floor, my hand tightening over the sizeable bulge in his boxers.

I squeezed his cock and felt it grow even stiffer between my fingers, as he pushed Eva down onto the table and yanked her dress up to her waist, revealing her stocking tops and the complete absence of panties. I felt his boner throb with approval as he slid a finger up past one of Eva’s stockings until it rested at the entrance to her wet cunt.

With one hand I felt for my own pussy, tugged down my panties and slipped a finger inside its slippery softness, sighing with pleasure as waves of lust washed over me. The sight of Eva, legs spread wide with Pete’s fingers probing her wet hole while he sucked her beautiful breasts, soon had me on the verge of orgasm. I rubbed my clit hard and fast as I jerked Pete off steadily, keeping him on the boil but not wanting to get him off too quickly.

Pete suddenly stopped slobbering over Eva’s boobs, turned around and pulled me to him. His hot tongue pushed into my mouth and his hands slid inside my top until they completely encompassed my breasts. He pinched my nipples roughly, and I felt his rigid cock jut against my crotch.

I gasped as something soft and wet tickled the inside of my thigh and moved upward. Eva was licking her way toward my pussy. I spread my legs and her tongue pushed between my lips and into my dripping honey hole. She lapped at me energetically, her squirming tongue stroking every sensitive point and driving me wild. My entire body shook as Pete’s firm grasp on my breasts and Eva’s silky tongue pushed me over the edge and I came, grinding against her mouth.

Still shaking, I prized myself away from Eva and Pete and slid to the floor to get my breath back. As I lay there, I watched Pete lift Eva back onto the table and position his twitching rod between her splayed legs. I felt insanely aroused all over again as he prodded it impatiently against Eva’s hairless slit. He inserted the tip and then with a thrust of his hips he effortlessly buried the entire length of it deep in her squelching pussy. He began to screw her rhythmically, pulling out of her almost completely before pistoning back inside her, again and again. As I watched him thrust away while Eva, with her eyes closed and head back, tugged hard on her nipples, I knew exactly what needed to be done.

I got up and clamped my mouth onto one of her jiggling breasts. I moved her hands away and replaced them with my own, squeezing one while I sucked the other, flicking and pinching her hard nipples with my tongue and fingers. Eva responded by searching out my pussy and stroking my lust-swollen clit. The sight of our little show and our moans of pleasure, along with the sensation of sliding in and out of Eva’s slick snatch, pushed Pete to his limit, and his strokes began to speed up.

“Shoot on her tits!” I gasped.

With a loud groan, Pete pulled his dick from Eva’s pussy and unleashed a salvo of jizz all over her bouncing boobs. Each throb of his rod caused another stream of the sticky stuff to squirt out, until Eva’s breasts were completely splattered.

As I rubbed it into her skin, I said, “Well I may be a novice in the world of showbiz, but I’m sure going to enjoy discovering more of the ins and outs.”

Eva was giggling too hard to reply.

 

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Vote no on Prop 60!

Adult industry players and civil rights activists across the world are uniting to oppose Proposition 60, a new proposal that would make the use of condoms mandatory in all adult films shot in California.

Proposition 60 goes to the vote on November 8, 2016. And while its sponsors claim the bill is intended as a protective measure, its many critics believe it could have serious repercussions for the safety and freedom of adult performers.

Citizens as ‘condom cops’

One of the most unusual and disturbing aspects of Prop 60 is that it allows any Californian resident to file a for-profit lawsuit if a condom is not visible in a single frame of a video – and without having to provide evidence that they suffered any harm in doing so.

Not only does this open the door to frivolous lawsuits; but it allows private citizens access to the personal information of adult performers simply by opening up a lawsuit, whether it is legitimate or not, making them easy prey for stalkers.

And Prop 60 makes anyone with a financial interest in an adult movie, such as a producer or distributor, liable for prosecution. Industry insiders fear this irregular and highly alarming provision could even extend liability to hotels and cable companies, giving it far-reaching consequences.

The adult industry already safeguards its own health

Those behind the Proposition say it’s a protective measure, and argue that it would send out a safer-sex message to viewers. There is already a law in place in California that requires condom use in adult movies, but lead sponsor of Proposition 60, Michael Weinstein, president of the AIDS Healthcare Foundation, says the state isn’t doing enough to enforce it.

This heavy-handed approach fails to acknowledge that industry performers undergo testing for HIV and STD infection every two weeks as standard. In fact there has not been an HIV transmission case linked to the industry in 12 years. 

Adult performers say that in some cases condoms can actually increase risk by causing friction and tearing, and they want the freedom to make their own choices. Proposition 60 is a violation of their civil rights.

Driving the industry underground

Earlier legislation – the notorious Measure B – drove a lot of the adult industry out of LA, resulting in economic losses to the state. It also forced elements of the adult film industry underground, increasing the vulnerability of performers by exposing them to more dangerous work.

A YES vote for Proposition 60 has the potential to intensify this situation.

Strong opposition from all sides

Prop 60 is being opposed not just by Californian adult performers and producers, but also by major newspapers and political organizations in the state, and public interest groups such as the Free Speech Coalition.

The Los Angeles County Commission on HIV, Equality California and AIDS Project Los Angeles are all opposing Prop 60, putting the lie to the implication that it is primarily intended to protect health. Members of both the state Democratic and Republican parties are also on record as opposing Proposition 60. 

The MetArt Network has joined the protest against Prop 60 to safeguard the privacy and freedom of choice of all those involved in creating and enjoying adult entertainment. We hope you’ll join us in voting NO to Proposition 60.

 

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Sexy chat with MetArt X beauty Genevieve Gandi

Sultry blonde beauty Genevieve Gandi is a big star on our flagship site MetArt, and it’s very exciting to see her explore her sexual boundaries and share some explicit fun here at MetArt X. Genevieve has it all – classic bombshell looks, elegance, charm and an air of naughtiness that suggests she loves to tease and please! She’s made four very enticing appearances here to date, all of which have been highly rated by members, and we hope to welcome her back many more times. Now here’s a chance to get to know her a little better…

Genevieve, please tell us about yourself.

GG: I'm 23 and I'm from Sevastopol, Crimean Republic, Russia. I live in Sevastopol, but travel often. This summer was very eventful for travel – I was in the Netherlands (Amsterdam and Rotterdam), Czech Republic (Prague), Italy (Milan), France (Paris) and Austria (Vienna). Traveling is my passion. Another is pole dancing – I'm not a professional, but I like it very much! My taste in music depends on my mood. Usually it's pop music, but in the evening I like to listen to lounge music. Also I like to sing very much! Sometimes I do karaoke. But it’s much better when I sing in the bathroom or the kitchen! I had a chihuahua, but he passed away last summer. In the future I dream of having a raccoon, because raccoons are very funny!

What inspired you to get into nude modeling?

GG: I worked as a fashion model from a young age. I did lots of different shoots. And also I was interested in nude art, because women in this type of photo are so beautiful, so ideal... And I looked at them and wanted to be as beautiful as these women, but I didn’t feel I was. I wanted to make nude photos, but I didn’t think I was beautiful enough for it... In my country many people think and say very bad things about nude models, so you need to be very brave to start doing it. So, when I reached the age of 18, I was invited to do a nude shoot and I said yes.

What is your favorite thing about your appearance?

GG: I can't choose just one thing. I love myself as myself.

How do you keep in such good shape?

GG: Eating sweets and pole dancing!

How would you describe your personality?

GG: My character can be as good as it can be bad. It depends on the people who are close to me. When everything is good in a relationship I'm the ideal woman, but if something bad happens, I can start to be very egotistical. But I like to be good and kind, and for me it’s very difficult to feel something negative, so I'm very glad that all the important people in my life are really good people! 

Are you a romantic person?

GG: Yes, but when I was younger I was much more romantic than I am now.

Are you an exhibitionist?

GG: I don't like to label myself. I'm a nude model, and I feel comfortable in myself when I’m shooting. It doesn’t depend on who the photographer is – man or woman – or the location, whether it’s in the studio or outside. When I'm alone at home, I'm naked. But I don't need to be naked on the street. So, am I an exhibitionist?

Do you have a high sex drive?

GG: My sex drive depends on the feelings I have for my man. If I love him, my sex drive is too strong.

What kind of men do you like? How about girls?

GG: My taste in men is changing as I get older. At this moment in my life I prefer a man who I find interesting and fun, with whom I can have an active life, learn something new, travel a lot. Beauty is a very subjective concept. For me inner beauty is much more important than someone’s looks. With women, I'm looking at them through the eyes of an artist – I'm also a makeup artist – and I can see their special beauty. Russia and Ukraine have so many beautiful women. But these women usually don’t realize how beautiful they are! But I never wanted to have sex with a woman.

What turns you on?

GG: My feelings. As I said, my sex drive depends on my feelings towards a man. If I really love him, everything about him will drive me crazy, but if I don't feel anything towards him, it doesn’t matter what he tries to do, I will stay cold.

Where is the most unusual place you’ve ever had sex?

GG: In the sea, during a storm.

Do you like to masturbate?

GG: Yes, I like it. I use my fingers or a vibrator.

Do you believe in open relationships?

GG: I'm possessive. If I really love someone, he has to be just mine!

What are your ambitions?

GG: I have different options, and soon I will need to choose one of them. I have thought about working as cabin crew, because I like the sky, I like to fly, to travel, to meet new people. But if I get hired in this job I will have to give up nude modeling. Also I have played some roles as an actress in Russian movies. This is interesting for me too. So at the moment I can’t say which road I will take. But I know that I want to give my family the best life I can. I want to show this beautiful world to my mother, because her life has been difficult and she hasn’t had the same opportunities I have. And only I can protect her, and give her something good. But to do this I have to work, so I do!

Is there anything else you would like to tell your fans?

GG: I want to say thank you to everyone. I really appreciate the love you show me!

 

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Coffee with cream

Erotic fiction inspired by Bethany Benz in "Tea and Coffee"

“How d’you take your coffee, babe?” asked Melissa.

“Black, strong and sweet, please,” answered Natalia. “Like my women.”

Both girls laughed. They had been working together for a while, and constantly flirted with each other. Melissa had taken a chance on inviting Natalia over, hoping she’d correctly interpreted the signs that her friend felt the same way she did. Now she had a strong feeling she’d been right.

Their eyes met and Natalia sidled up behind her. “Forget the coffee. There’s something else I’d rather taste right now.” She leaned in and kissed Melissa’s neck gently. It was like lighting a fuse. Their mutual attraction couldn’t be denied for a moment longer.

Natalia squeezed up against Melissa, pressing her firm breasts into her back. They both giggled and Natalia snuck a hand up Melissa’s thigh. When she didn’t protest, Natalia moved it up between her legs to see if she was already wet. She was.

Melissa turned around, held Natalia’s head in her hands and kissed her. As their tongues intertwined, Natalia slid her hand back up Melissa’s skirt and started to stroke her pussy through her skimpy, sodden panties.

“I want to see you naked,” she purred. “I want to touch you all over…”

“The feeling’s mutual,” Melissa smiled. “I’m not doing it on the kitchen floor, though. Shall we move it somewhere more comfortable?”

Natalia agreed readily, and Melissa led her to the bedroom. They undressed eagerly, kissing and caressing each other the whole time. Melissa lay back on the bed; Natalia slid between her spread legs and went to work on her magnificent breasts, groping them hard and sucking the nipples. When Melissa was arching her back with pleasure, Natalia kissed her way south. As soon as Natalia’s tongue made contact with her labia, Melissa raised her ass off the bed to meet it. Her pussy was dripping juice. Natalia licked and fingered Melissa's pierced clit and creamy hole until she was squirming and gasping with pleasure.

“That feels amazing,” Melissa moaned. “I need to get fucked though!” She reached into her nightstand and pulled out a dildo.

“It’s huge!” Natalia giggled. “You’re certainly wet enough to take it though.”

She grabbed the dildo and stroked it against Melissa’s soaked slit, lubing it up. When it was shiny with juice, she started nudging it deeper. Melissa’s pussy spread open around it, swallowing the bulbous head. She let out a long, deep groan, which rose in volume as Natalia slid the dildo all the way inside her, until its mock ballsack rested against her puffy labia. She waited a moment to let Melissa adjust to the hefty girth stretching her open, and then started easing it in and out.

When Melissa had relaxed enough that Natalia was able to fuck her a little faster and harder, she swung around to sit on Melissa’s face. She ground her smooth pussy against Melissa’s luscious mouth, working the dildo in and out of Melissa’s saturated snatch at an angle that allowed her to simultaneously flick her tongue against her clit.

“Damn, your pussy tastes sweet,” Natalia murmured.

Melissa couldn’t respond, not only because she had a mouthful of Natalia’s pussy, but also because she was on the verge of orgasm. As her legs started to quiver, Natalia increased the speed and power of her thrusts. Melissa let out a muffled groan, and Natalia pushed the dildo all the way inside her and held it there. Melissa’s hips bucked uncontrollably, and she howled into Natalia’s pussy as she clenched and spasmed around the big dong.

When she finally started to calm, Natalia withdrew the dildo slowly, watching as Melissa’s come juice dribbled out of her puffy, butterflied pussy. Only for a moment though, before she dived in and started lapping at the sweet nectar. Melissa came again before she let up her skillful tonguing.

“I want to fuck you too,” Melissa said. “I have something you might like…” She fished around in the nightstand again and pulled out a big red-double ender. Natalia’s eyes widened, but she nodded her assent with a smile of anticipation.

Melissa slid one end of the double-ender between Natalia’s plump pussy lips until it was a few inches inside her, then started stirring it in a circular motion. Natalia immediately hit the roof.

“Oh yes!” she gasped. “That feels so…” But she was unable to finish her sentence as Melissa started thrusting the toy into her, going a little deeper with each stroke. When she was crying out her pleasure with each thrust, Melissa eased the other end of the dildo into her own creamed-up cunt, wriggling herself down its shaft until there was only just about enough of it protruding between their pussies to hold onto. She started rocking her hips rhythmically, driving the toy deeper inside Natalia’s pussy, then deeper into her own. Natalia leaned back, humping against Melissa, their legs entwined and their juice mingling as it tricked down the toy.

Their excitement grew, both pussies alternately gripping and sliding on the cream-slick dong, their moans and gasps blending as they squirmed and shook. Natalia felt the telltale pressure of her orgasm rising within her. She tipped forward so her clit rubbed against the slick dildo, grasping Melissa’s hands for balance. But Melissa beat her to it, her body suddenly starting to thrash as her climax swept over her. Natalia held the dildo steady with one hand, the other still clinging on to Melissa, and bucked her hips rapidly until she started coming too.

The girls sank down onto the bed as their mutual orgasm gradually subsided, their juices oozing out around the double-ender, to pool on the cover beneath them.

Natalia was the first to speak. “So, about that coffee… how do you take yours?”

 “White, strong and sweet, please,” answered Melissa. “Like my women.”

 

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Upskirt flasher knows just what she wants!

Erotic fiction inspired by Alecto in "Waves of Blue"

Admit it, getting an unexpected glimpse up a hot babe’s skirt in public is an instant turn on. Well let me tell you about how a recent upskirt experience led to me getting the most surprising sex of my life.

I was in Santa Monica having won an all expenses paid trip for exceeding my sales target, and not being a great sun lover decided to spend my first afternoon sinking a few beers in an air conditioned watering-hole. The place was pretty much deserted because it was the kind of scorching hot day that packs beaches not bars, which suited me just fine – especially as the bar worker was a beautiful brunette named Lydia, who had a body to die for.

I ordered a beer, but before Lydia poured it she bent over and reached down to get something off one of the lower shelves. As she did so the shortness of her skirt meant that I was able to catch a very quick glimpse of her panties. When she stood up Lydia seemed unaware that she’d just given me an eyeful, and poured my drink.

I sat at the bar reading a book, but didn’t really pay much attention to the words as I was preoccupied with the possibility of catching more of Lydia’s upskirt action. I didn’t have to wait long. I swear it was less than five minutes before she bent down again, this time for longer. Her panties were so tight you could see every contour of her pussy. It was all I could do to stop myself gasping out loud, and my cock started to stiffen in my pants. By the fourth time Lydia performed her little upskirt show, her panties had developed a distinctly wet patch on them. I swear, it was becoming more than I could take, but I wasn’t about to start complaining.

Lydia and I started chatting, and for the next couple of hours we talked about anything and everything, but to me it all seemed tinged with an undercurrent of sexual heat – or did I imagine that because of the upskirt flashes?

Suddenly, half a dozen guys stumbled into the bar. To say they were loud was an understatement. I knew immediately that whatever had been going on between me and Lydia would end; what I didn’t expect was that my supposition about our conversation would prove correct.

As the guys gathered in a booth at the far end of the bar and argued about whose round it was, Lydia stepped back, turned around and bent forward. Her skirt rode up, she slid a hand between her slightly parted legs and pulled her panties aside to expose her plump lipped, shaven pussy. The flash lasted no more than a couple of seconds, but it was enough to give me instant wood.

When she stood back up, Lydia smiled and said, “Do you want to come back later, after I’ve closed the bar?”

I managed to keep my cool and replied, “You know it… around midnight?” She nodded and winked, and I left, hiding my hard-on behind my book.

As arranged, I bowled up to the bar at midnight. The door was locked, so I knocked and waited. By the time Lydia came and unlocked it, my cock was already starting to get hard again. Once I was inside, I figured we’d start with a drink, but no. Lydia was a few steps in front of me when she dropped the bar towel she was carrying. When she bent down to retrieve it her skirt rode up, as it had done all afternoon, but this time, to my utter delight, she wasn’t wearing panties. It was only a teasing glimpse though. She stood straight back up and immediately took control.

“There’s something I’ve wanted to do since the first time I saw you,” she purred.

“Oh yeah,” I replied. “What’s that?”

“This,” she said, and knelt down in front of me, unzipped my pants and pulled them down around my ankles. She took out my rock hard cock and slid it between her lips and halfway down her throat. Despite my not being big into blowjobs, based on the fact that whenever I’d had them in the past they’d proved unsatisfactory, Lydia sure knew what she was doing. She worked around my cockhead with her tongue, her pace accelerating as she rocked her head back and forth.

With just her lips around my tip, she stopped, looked up and winked at me. I took her gesture as an invitation to take over. So I gripped her head and started thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth, slowly so as not to make her gag. That wasn’t exactly what Lydia wanted though, and she proved it by unexpectedly grabbing my ass cheeks and yanking me hard against her face, forcing my cock deep down her throat. I did what was evidently expected of me and started slamming away relentlessly. As I did so, I glanced down and saw that Lydia had one hand under her skirt and was frigging her pussy like crazy. She loved the cock, that’s for sure, and I was happy to oblige her with mine.

I felt myself nearing boiling point and my thighs started to tremble slightly. Lydia knew instantly what that meant and she was having none of it. Unfortunately, I was closer to coming than she thought, and as she was pulling her head off my cock I unloaded into her mouth. Lydia spluttered but swallowed.

“That better not be all you’ve got,” she said, wiping a few stray specks of jizz from her lips with the back of her hand. She led me into the back room where there was a sofa, bent over one end of it with her skirt hiked up around her waist and pointed at her pussy.

I dived straight in and ran the tip of my tongue up and down her super wet slit, before driving it deep inside. I gripped her ass cheeks with both hands and pulled her hard against my face, slurping down her sex juice and exploring every fold of her pussy flesh.

“That feels awesome, “Lydia said with a long drawn out sigh. “But I want your cock inside me, and I want it now!” Luckily I was hard again even though I’d just come, because she tasted so good. As I lined up the head of my cock with her soaked snatch, she reached a hand behind her, grabbed my shaft and started rubbing it harshly against her clit. I groaned loudly, louder when she guided it inside her. When she had me about halfway inside her welcoming slot, she stopped – then slammed back hard onto me, driving me inside her to the hilt. Her wet pussy walls gripped me tightly as she thrust herself on and off my bone, and I closed my eyes drowning in ecstasy.

Suddenly I sensed that Lydia was doing more than just screwing me senseless. When I opened my eyes I saw that she was rummaging around in her bag. She pulled out a sizeable dildo and thrust it at me. “Use your imagination!” she grinned.

With my cock wedged deep inside Lydia’s pussy, I spat several times on the end of the dildo – which was of the realistic cock and balls variety – and gently rubbed the tip of it against her asshole. She wriggled her rear and gasped, “Quit fooling around and give it to me – hard!”

I’d never been with someone as dominant as Lydia, but I was sure as hell enjoying every moment of it, and bent to her every demand. I pulled back the dildo and dribbled more saliva onto the puckered entrance of her ass.

“What you waiting for!” she yelled. I pushed the tip of the dildo into her ass and she let out a long sigh of pure joy, so I rammed it inside her until the fake balls slammed against her ass cheeks and held it there. With one hand holding the dildo in place and the other gripping her ass, I pummeled her dripping wet pussy with my cock – hard, fast, and deep.

Lydia evidently loved double penetration, because her body started shaking uncontrollably and I could feel her pussy muscles clenching and unclenching around my thrusting shaft.

“Yes! Yes!” she howled. “Oh yes, give it to me! Just like that!” The moment her orgasm kicked in, so did mine. I pulled out quickly, and as my cock exited Lydia’s cunt she squirted juice all over my thighs, in unison with my unleashing my load all over the back of her blouse.

Lydia collapsed face down on the sofa with the dildo still wedged firmly in her ass. After a few moments she looked over her shoulder at me, grinned, and said, “Guess who gets free drinks for the rest of his vacation?”

 

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Meeting Albina: a tale of youthful lust

Erotic fiction inspired by Alex Grey

Albina called me last week, out of the blue.

“This is Grayg?” she asked in her husky Russian accent.

I got weak at the knees, recognizing her voice at once. Albina was a frontliner for a pro volleyball team. They were in town for a game, but how did she know me? I had only seen her on TV.

“Sure, this is Greg. How did you get my number?”

“Snejanna is my friend. I am Albina. We talk. I say I'm in Seattle this week, and she tells me to call you, okay?”

I knew Snejanna. She’s a hot Russian girl who hangs out in some of the same bars and clubs I do. A very happy, very dirty girl. I spent a long afternoon sodomizing her perky asshole a year ago. A great memory.

“So what can I do for you, Albina?”

“Grayg. I am in town now. I need a man to be with, to show me around, and Snejanna tells me you are nice, no? Also a very special man, she says. Who knows what she likes… yes?”

What did that mean? “Albina, I do styling for models... but you are an athlete, right? You play volleyball… Do you want to move into modeling?”

“Maybe, I tell you when I see you. Want me to come see you?”

How could I resist? I invited her over to my place that afternoon. The truth was I had a crush on her. I'd seen her play and she was ferocious. They’d loft her those sets on the left side and she’d rise up and snap those praying mantis arms out and send spikes down from mid air; legs out straight from the waist with effort, and absolutely crushing blocks and defenders. She was a major talent and also a beautiful dream in a very long and tall sort of way. My pants were getting tight just thinking about her in her skintight mini-shorts and t-shirt.

I met her outside in the sun; she walked up to me looking like a sunshine daydream in tight slacks and a blouse. Wedge sandals made her as tall as me. She looked me straight in the eyes, grinned and kissed me long and deep.

“That is from Snejanna, okay? She says to tell you hi.”

“Uh okay… Hi to Snejanna. Come right in, Albina.” I could taste her on my lips.

“Sure Snejanna was right, Grayg, you are a big guy. Good. Very nice. Very tall.”

We sat on the screen porch and I poured her some wine. I asked if she wanted to quit volleyball and take up modeling. She told me no; she enjoyed playing.

“I was MVP this year,” she said, like it was nothing. “But I did some small modeling jobs and I liked that too. Snejanna said you are professional and you will tell me if I look good enough. What do you think?”

She was pretty enough, for sure, and I told her so. She blushed, suddenly looking cute and much less sophisticated.

“I think maybe you need to see a little bit more, to be sure?” Now it was my turn to blush, taken aback. She didn’t give me a chance to respond before she continued, “I will take a shower first…”

I led her to my photo studio, and told her we could take some test shots after she showered. She grinned when she saw the massage table.

“You can give me massage first, then photos!” she said. I wasn’t going to argue. I gave her a towel and a robe, and waited impatiently as she showered, wondering what the hell I was getting myself into. She came out and leaned against the wall, the robe hanging open. Her nipples stood out hard from her cute little breasts. Her body was tall, firm and athletic.

She was also a handful. She made a point to slide her butt between me and the table, and gave me a good grind and a smile. Down on the table, naked, she was a whole lot of girl. My eyes were glued to her buns, which were perfectly, smooth, tight and round and led to long, tapering, strong thighs. She had a beautiful back. I smoothed the oil on and she moaned and pushed her ass up when I pushed down, relaxing and spreading her cheeks apart with her hands so I could see everything.

“Grayg, my friend Snejanna told me you licked her ass real good. Look at my ass. Do you like it?”

I got real close. Her ass was spread open, glistening with oil. It was obvious she’d been playing with it in the shower. I felt lightheaded with lust.

“Albina, you are a very bad girl,” I croaked. She grinned at me, so I spanked her. I spanked her hard. She gasped and licked her lips. I pulled her cheeks open and leaned in, savoring the aroma of fresh girl. My boner was growing. I licked her ass, pushing with my lips and rolling my tongue until it loosened a little, then plunging my tongue inside and fucking her ass with it. My hands were holding up the points of her hipbones, my whiskery face rubbing between her smooth little cheeks. After a while her anus was gaping open so I could push my tongue right in.

I pulled off my pants and climbed up on the table behind her, my knees pushing her legs apart, hands on the table over her shoulders and her ass spread wide.

“Are you going to be a good girl now, Albina?”

“Oh no, never!” she laughed.

She gasped when I slid my penis in, her little round cheeks flushed and shining from her spanking. I am moderately long but very thick and it was difficult to enter completely. Now I knew what Albina wanted, I gave it to her hard, grinding into her sweet little butt deeper with each long thrust. She had me stiff and hot and throbbing deep inside her. Fucking her ass felt so great I had to hold back while I slammed her hard, my ballsack slapping on her pussy. Eventually she started whispering in Russian and then gasping and crying out while her anus contracted hard in fast little jerks around my shaft. I relaxed and let it go, my hips slamming her hard, involuntarily, as I filled her with sticky cream.

“Come on old man, you need a shower!” With one hand wrapped around my boner she led me into the bathroom. “You stink like goat!” She handed me her glass of wine and a little blue pill. “Take this, Grayg. You are going to need it.”

“What the hell are you doing with an old guy like me, Albina?” I just had to ask. “How old are you anyway? Don’t you have a nice boyfriend?”

“Lot of questions, Grayg! I am nineteen. No boyfriend. Guys my age are scared of me! I like men, not boys. Old men like you! Besides, old guys are tough and you fuck like goat too!”

She kissed me. Her lips were so soft I couldn’t stop. I spun her around and knelt so my face was level with her bottom. I licked her anus and licked it more until it was nice and clean and all my semen was gone. We showered and dried off.

“Let’s take those pictures, Albina,” I suggested.

“Let’s make a video instead,” she countered. “Maybe video is more fun for me, right? I like to fuck more than I like to pose for pictures…. Okay, no more talking.” She touched her pussy. “Down here I am getting lonely…”

 

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